hey love!! I've been reading ur haikyuu hcs for a while now and I'm so inlove with them! they have been the reason why I'm so entertained this past few days being that school just finished in my university. can i request for you to do this tiktok trend: https://youtu.be/zOsIkqKdxGc with the haikyuu boys of your choice, if that's alright with you?
Thank you so much again and keep doing what your doing!! ✨💕
Always remember to stay hydrated and take care! Have a good one!! 💛🧡❤️
WHEN YOU TEXT THEM SOMEONE'S FLIRTING WITH YOU IN A GROCERY AISLE
with: atsumu, oikawa, sakusa, iwaizumi
note: hiyaaa bb okay first off im so sorry this took too long and second IM SO HAPPY YOU LIKE THEM AND CONGRATS ON FINISHING UR SEM(???) IN UNI!!! also, i can never seem to name these properly, i need help —fluff! and crack!
❊ ATSUMU comes rushing in the aisle you're at, worry written all over his features, "is that him?" he asks in a low whisper, eyeing a random (and innocent) stranger.
you couldn't help but laugh, ruining your whole prank, "no tsumu, i was just kidding!" you pull on his hoodie to stop him from going anywhere else and causing any trouble.
"oh god," he sighs and lets out a light chuckle, relieved. he then shakes a cute little pink box to your face, "i wasn't really ready to fight someone with these princess crackers-"
❊ OIKAWA sprints towards your direction, hood on and a scowl on his face, "they're gone?" he asks and you notice how he has his chest puffed out just a little bit more than usual.
"why do you look like that?" you ask, biting your inner cheek to keep from laughing.
he takes his hood off and looks around the aisle, making sure there really weren't any creeps around, "i wanted to look a little bit scary,"
"scary?"
"yeah," he nods his head and looks at you in disbelief, "you know i can't fight!"
❊ SAKUSA thinks you can't see him as he watches you, but a 6'3 man with distinct curly hair is pretty easy to spot in a tissue box aisle. you stare right back at him with a raised brow and wave for him to come over.
"where?" he asks through his mask as he continues to look around the aisle.
"why were you creeping around like that?" you ask genuinely confused about what he's doing after fully expecting him to come rushing in to your "rescue".
but he only shrugs, hands in the pockets of his hoodie, "i wanted to spy on you."
your eyes widen at his answer, "you what?"
he nods as if it were a normal thing to say, "i wanted to see how you were gonna handle it." and you don't know whether to punch him or kiss him right there and there.
❊ IWAIZUMI did not even waste a second. the moment he saw your text, his shopping cart came zooming through the whole grocery store looking for you.
"are you okay?" he asks, a bit breathy, after finally finding you. guilt bubbles up your chest after seeing how he literally ran over to you, "yeah, they're gone now-"
"are you sure?" he asks again, looking around you the very empty aisle quite suspiciously. you nod your head to reassure him once more, "yeah don't worry i was just-"
but he doesn't let you finish your confession as he takes your hand and cart, pulling you in close to his side, "that's it. we're doing the rest of the shopping together."
ohmygod hi, part one is here
genre: fluff, tooth rotting fluff
characters: matsukawa issei, sakusa kiyoomi, miya atsumu [f!reader]
a/n: one picture has alcohol in it (you can pretend it's soda), all characters are aged up
MATSUKAWA ISSEI
y'all have crazy ass photos, mostly doing some random shit. drinking or just being weird. if you have a selfie, you two probably have the best deadpan expressions lmao.
only matsukawa things 😩
SAKUSA KIYOOMI
ngl he definitely probably puts everything through the b/w filter for the ✨ aesthetic ✨ mostly they're pretty vague photos, hand holding, your back or things like that. he doesn't really like to share photos of you two displaying heavy affection but he got a bunch of them in his camera roll for sure.
he just wants to all to himself like a baby.
MIYA ATSUMU
kind of like matsukawa's but more chaotic. there are random pictures of you just running or him carrying you or fighting or shoplifting then selfies with the guard or some stupid shit like that. if y'all ever went to jail, you bet atsumu's uploading his and yours mugshot with be gay do crime as the caption regardless of his sexuality.
in which you drag him to a photo booth, for no particular reason (just some fluff and love)
note: idk where this idea came from and idk if i did it any good, but here!! something about @lovingjeankirstein's semi playlist got me missing him huhu
❊ USHIJIMA stares at the screen, trying to make sense of the many buttons you were excitedly pressing. he darts his eyes from the screen then at you and wonders just how you're always able to make him do the most unsensible of things. he wonders how with just one word and a little pout, you've got him wrapped around your fingers. not that he's complaining, he's just at a loss at your power over him.
"okay! it's ready, the countdown's starting!" you shake him from his thoughts as you sit back down with a little bounce.
you beam at the camera as ushijima tilts his head, what is going on?
he blinks.
and just like that your faces are on the screen—your bright smile and his confused face, mid-blink.
"i think i missed it," he says eyeing the photo. he doesn't really mind, as long as you were happy. perhaps this is why you have such a hold of him? the edge of his lips curls up in a small smile as he thinks back to his previous thoughts.
you couldn't help but giggle, "that's okay! we can doodle on our photo instead." you sit up and start drawing whiskers and cat ears on his face from the screen.
you feel ushijima move from his seat and follow your example. his big mighty hands, ever so gently and with utmost love and care, draws little hearts around you. you gaze at him as he squints, focused and determined to fit in as many hearts as he can.
"it’s cute," he beams as he looks at his and your's little artwork.
you couldn’t help yourself, you pull him and kiss his cheek just the way that makes him scrunch his nose and laugh. "mhm, and so are you."
❊ SEMI raises an eyebrow at you, "so this was your emergency?" he asks as you drag him inside the photo booth. when you called him about a certain "emergency" that he definitely had to help you with, this was not what he had in mind. but now, semi just chuckles at your excitement. your silly antics are one of the reasons he loves you, how can he ever refuse?
you only look up at him with a sly grin and nod. "it’s been a while since we did this, right?" you sit down on the booth and start fixing your hair. he sits down beside you and presses the start button, the countdown begins almost immediately and you squeal in excitement.
you wrap your arm around his and get ready to pose. the shutter captures your cute smiles and bright giggles, preserving the quick little moment forever. and just before the last shutter goes off, semi softly grabs your chin and pulls you in. his lips brush against yours and you hold your breath in surprise. he doesn't let go even after the booth lights go off or when you hear your photo start printing outside.
he pulls away and smirks down at you, revenge. "photo booth dates aren't complete without that, right?" he muses.
you scoff and pull him back in by the collar of his shirt, much to his delight. "of course."
❊ SAKUSA eyes the photo booth cautiously as you use all your strength to try and drag him inside. "come on omi just one picture, please?" you cruelly look up at him with those doe eyes, knowing well that he can never say no to them. and like on cue, sakusa heaves out a sigh of defeat and lifts his once planted feet off the ground. he lets you drag him inside and you can't help but let the triumphant grin slip from your lips.
"it's starting!!" you exclaim as you sit back down beside sakusa who's been staring at the screen, a blank and confused look on his face. his eyes dart around, looking for the camera.
"where should i look?" he asks you, slightly panicking at the countdown on the screen.
you grab his arm and pull him closer, getting ready to strike a pose, "anywhere! just smileeeeeee!" and with that, the booth rings with the shutter of the camera and your playful carefree giggles.
"fun, right?" you ask still clinging onto sakusa's arm as you two wait for the picture to print.
he only gives you a shrug, "i couldn't see where the camera was."
you smile up at him and pat his curls, "that's okay, i bet you still look cute." and just as his cheeks turn red, your photo comes out the printer.
"uh, see? i wasn't even looking," he mutters as he takes the photo and hands it to you. and he's right, he really wasn't looking. instead, he was looking at you with the same doe eyes you gave him before. you smirk up at him and you swear he stepped back in caution, "one more, please?"
❊ ATSUMU matches your pace, skipping like children off on a field trip for the first time. when you told him you saw a photo booth not far from the place you two were eating, he let you drag him out without another word. it never was hard to drag atsumu to do silly things with you, in fact, it's the two of you's little thing.
you let out a squeal as atsumu grabs a hold of you, sitting you down on his lap. "first pose is this." he beams his toothy grin at the camera and you can't help but do the same.
the shutter goes off and you tear yourself off of him to get ready for your next pose, but your footing fails you and you find your face taking up half of the shot.
"nooooo" you groan as the shutter goes off once again. atsumu just gives up his secure hold on you and throws a peace sign in the air as another shot is taken, your frown and pout clearly displayed on the screen.
"alright, last one. com' here," atsumu pulls you in again and chuckles at the pout that still hasn't left your lips. you wrap your arms around him, not caring about what you look like anymore. and just as the shutter goes off, he presses his lips to your cheek with an animated smooching sound. you light up and an unintentional grin escapes your lips.
———
"it's a mess," atsumu chuckles as you furrow your eyebrows at your photo. you let out a groan and his smile only doubles in size, "but i like it." he whispers as he pulls you in and kisses your head.
you groan, still upset over the whole ordeal. "why though? it’s so... chaotic."
his chest vibrates with laughter and he squeezes you even tighter, "exactly. it’s just like ya."
p.s.: not me always writing about either sakusa, atsumu, or ushijima 🤡
hello hello!!! i rlly like ur content so i’m here :D can i req nighttime routines with atsumu ?? i would love to see the shenanigans he would get up to HAHA
i wanted to request something cooler but i’m brain fried atm so this will do :] thanks and i’ll look forward to it!! have a nice day :)
BEDTIME SHENANIGANS WITH ATSUMU
notes: hiyaa nonnie! this prompt is so cute please and thank youuu~ u can always drop by my asks anytime so don't worry! —fluff!
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❊ ATSUMU feels the side of his cheeks ache as he grins from ear to ear. he's holding up his pillow like a shield as you swing yours with what strength you have left from the long day.
"okay, stop! let's go to bed, please" you protest through your giggles, putting your pillow up in surrender.
but he only shakes his head stubbornly, "'m not tired yet, plus this is fun," he says as he swings his pillow at you again, like a child on his first slumber party.
you can't help but smile at his giddiness, and it didn't help that he looked ridiculously handsome with his hair all tousled from your little pillow fight. but at the same time, you just wanted to lie down with him and snuggle, "ugh fine if you're going to be like that-" you put all your strength into one final blow and your pillow smacks him right on the face.
"hey!" he complains but a stupid little grin still adorns his lips. you just stick your tongue out at him and make your way to the bathroom to start your much-needed night routine. in between moisturizers and toners, you curiously peek outside the room just to see what he's up to while you're gone. you melt as you see him quietly picking up the pillows from the floor and fixing your shared bed.
the night is silent as you make your way out of the bathroom and sit down on the newly tidied bed, taking your time as you leisurely brush your hair. suddenly, you feel him move behind you. he takes your brush and begins to softly stroke your hair.
your eyes flutter close as you lean back into his touch, "comfy?" he asks and you nod. he continues to brush your hair, so gently it's lulling you to sleep.
you're too preoccupied in your little paradise to see the scheming smirk form on his face, and before you notice it's too late. he then not-so-gently pulls your hair—playful yet strong enough for you to fall over your back.
"what the hell tsumu!?" you hiss but he only flops his body down beside you and pulls you into his chest. shushing you by squeezing you comfortably between his strong arms.
"sorry, couldn't help it you were so cute," he whispers as he soothes your head, an act of apology of some sort. you feel his body slowly relax, giving in to tiredness. he almost purrs as he rests his chin on the top of your head.
you bury yourself into his chest, breathing in his scent—fresh and warm, like basking in the afternoon sun surrounded by wood and forests. "shut up," you mumble.
he pulls away, a soft lovesick smile on his lips. he kisses your nose and you pout teasingly. he just can't help himself, he peppers your face with little kisses and you giggle, ticklish under his touch.
he's drunk on you and he hopes you know. with you beside him, he's sure he could spend every single night like this.
Dragging them to a Concert | Semi, Ushijima, Atsumu, Akaashi, Bokuto
summary: in which your friend suddenly canceled on you, so you drag him with you against his will
note: please i loved writing these, i miss going to concerts :< i usually go to concerts alone so these were really more self indulgent brain vomit hehe also, where can i get myself a semi eita?
f/n - friend’s name lol
art: @mntcakes on twt
“What band again?” Semi asks through the phone. You were on your way to the concert hall when your friend suddenly canceled on you, lucky for you, you had yourself a Semi Eita :’) “Aight, see you there.” he hums and ends the call. You technically don’t drag Semi to go to the concert with you, he just willingly goes. He’s always been like this, if he knows it’s about something you love or you’re passionate about he doesn’t even think twice, he’ll be there to support you or cheer for you.
You make your way through the crowd and look for Semi, two tickets on hand. “y/n!” he shouts with a big smile, waving something in the air. “Eita! What is that?” you curiously ask, eyeing the thing he was swinging around just a while ago. He unwraps the item and proudly shows you, “I bought us merch!!” this man, i swear <3
You sing, laugh, and just let yourself go with Semi all through the night. Suddenly, an all too familiar tune is played and you instinctively face him with a big smile. He does the same and just as the beat drops, the both of you sing to the song as loud and as crazy as you two can. It’s just like how you two usually do it in your room with you swinging your head around like a rockstar and Semi air guitaring like some mad person.
“You don’t really need to if you don’t want to Ushi.” you say squeezing his hand hoping to comfort him just a little bit. You wouldn’t have called him if you had anyone else to call, but you just couldn’t let the tickets you have go to waste and everyone else was busy. “It’s alright, y/n. I can accompany you.” Ushi lets out a small smile and you awkwardly smile back, you’ve avoided putting him in situations he’s not comfortable with but here you are basically dragging him to a concert.
You both enter the concert hall and find your seats (or spot if you’re in moshpit hehe). You glance over to him to make sure he was doing alright and as usual he kept the same stoic look, waiting for the concert to start. “Ushi, just let me know if you’re feeling uncomfy, okay? We can get out of here.” you assure him with a smile but he only sends you a confused look.
The lights dim down and your concern slowly mixes with excitement, the music starts and you almost forget that you dragged your boyfriend into this concert. You dance to the music, cheer with the rest of the crowd and every few songs, you glance over to Ushi to check up on him. He only bops his head to the music, both hands safely tucked in his pockets.
You quietly head out of the hall, the concert finishes with only a few smiles exchanged from the both of you. You stay quiet thinking of what to say and how to apologize when Ushi suddenly turns to you, “I had a lot of fun.” he smiles. You tilt your head in question, he then closes his eyes and smiles, “I liked their music a lot, and I liked the noisy crowd. It kind of reminded me of some of our matches.” he chuckled. You let out a small laugh, both in amusement and relief. “Want to come with me again next time?” you ask, wrapping yourself around him. He engulfs you in his warmth and nods, “I would love that.”
“I don’t even know any of their songs…” Atsumu whines as you drag him through the crowd of excited concertgoers. You look back at him with an apologetic smile, “Sorry Tsumu, f/n suddenly cancelled and I didn’t know what to do with the extra ticket.” He pouts at you but continues walking anyway, matching your excited pace.
You sing softly, hoping the video you’re recording won’t catch your already tired voice. You raise your phone just below eye-level (gotta respect the people at the back!) and continue to shakily record the band’s performance. “Gimme, y/n.” Atsumu finally says after observing your very poor and shaky recording. You give him a quick kiss on the cheek as thanks and carefully transfer your phone to his hand. The concert ends with you singing your heart out not worried of the ugly concert voice your recordings usually have.
“Okay, lemme see! Lemme see!” you take your phone from Atsumu excited to relive the concert once more. You settle on the last video in your gallery and watch in anticipation. “Tsumu?” you call without your eyes leaving the screen. He hums a reply, looking at you with a small smirk. You face him with a confused look as you show him the video he took. “You looked like you had a lot of fun, y/n.” he beamed, giving you a thumbs up, it was a video of you half-crying-half-singing to the last song looking like an emotional mess, the band wasn’t in any of the frames. surprise all his other videos are either wobbly or showing him mockingly singing along with you
“Just 3 hours, tops! I swear, Akaashi!” you promise as you make googly eyes at the disheveled man in front of you. Akaashi rubs his neck and sighs, “Where did f/n go?”. You lower your eyes at him, you feel a bit guilty but you just cannot miss this concert. You’ve been saving up for it since last year and for a hard earned ticket to go to waste is out of the question. You look down at your feet and look for the right words to say. You lift your head up to try to charm your way out but Akaashi sighs and opens the door wider for you, “Get in, I’ll just go and get changed.”
“Thank you, thank you, thank you Keiji!!” you squeal, squeezing his arm in excitement. The lights suddenly go out in the arena and the screams from everywhere deafen you for a second. You let out deafening screams of your own, still holding onto your boyfriend’s arm. As the stage lights flicker on, you scream and sing on top of your lungs and Akaashi turns to you smiling, she is so beautiful under this light.
“Just this once, pleaaaaaseee Bo?” you plead with all your might. Bokuto might be the one always charming his way around your relationship but you also have a few tricks up your sleeve. He avoids looking at you but ultimately gives in, “Fine, you win y/n, where are we going?” he asks, squeezing your cheek.
“I don’t get it, who buys popcorn at a concert?” you laugh at your boyfriend who is cheekily eating his barbecue popcorn. “You can’t complain, you dragged me here,” he says matter of factly as he throws a piece to his mouth. You roll your eyes and wait for the concert to begin, and it surely does just a few minutes later.
You’ve loved this band for years and you blast their music on a daily basis, whether you're cleaning, studying, or just jamming out. You know their lyrics by heart and apparently, your boyfriend thinks he does too. You let out a hearty laugh, “Bo!!” you playfully slap his arm and he only smirks up at you. “What? That’s how you sing it at home!” he continues to confidently sing with all the wrong lyrics, at one point you were sure he was just making up words.
